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The Imperfect Storm, CH. 06 Sunday morning, I think. A baby cried. Huh? I don't have a baby oh my fucking head somebody moved where the fuck am I? "Never a dull moment around here!" said Kylie. Way too loudly, I might add
NOTE: These Christmas Stories have nothing to do with one another. Each is an individual story of it’s own
> > You play with your vibrator, moaning loud as i sneak > into your room. Your eyes in the back of your head as I > touch your bare body. You feel me but dont open your eyes as > my hands violate your pussy stuffing my fingers in your wet > cunt



Esperanza & Juanita were chained together collar to collar they both had received a massive load of Master Rocky's jism all over their faces . Rocky was taking pictures of the mother/daughter duo cumslut team



The Honeymoon - - Author's note to readers. Nothing about this story is meant to portray any of the characters as under eighteen years of age. Also this story features themes of rape, slavery, bestiality, and incest. It is intended as fantasy and nothing else



Shannon stood on the front porch balancing one of the two shopping bags she was carrying and juggled her keys out to open the front door to the front door of her modest ranch home. With a bit of confustion she thubmed the keys trying to find the house key
I shouldn’t keep my expectations high… Mission 26 A little boy holds onto his tiger plush as he waits for his parents to get home. The little boy, now anxious, opens the front door


Wild Willie chapter 2 William Barnes was a menacing figure of six foot four inches standing up on the stage. He controlled the people in the gigantic tent much like a sheep dog controls his flock. ‘That’s right he thought, even Christ thought of his followers as sheep
“You here?”She says enthusiastically. I turned and there she was, my ex-girlfriend Nancy. We had broken up a few years ago because we were in different places in our lives. She wanted something serious and I, like a typical male, wasn't ready for that
I checked my alarm clock: 4:00 am. Still disturbed, to say the very least, by last night’s events, I hadn’t been able to fall asleep
We were on the car ferry headed to the island. Since we had made this trip for years, we didn’t bother to go up to the observation deck to watch the scenery. My daughter Kaitlyn and I were going home after a long day at a girls’ soccer tournament



Fbailey story number 694 His Little Sister Billy was my best friend until he fucked my little sister. Well, a couple of weeks later it finally dawned on him so he told me that I could fuck his little sister
This story is about a wife chooses to live out her sexual fantasy for anonymous forced sex, without her husband's knowledge. If you dislike this type of story, or someone who likes to make anonymous disparaging comments, do skip this story


The Amish Incursion Pt 2 Once in the shower; Sarah shuffled over to the twins. They were just soaking in the hot water that was hitting them both from three sides. Lilly was overjoyed. Playing in the streams as if they were her own personal waterfall. Anna stood
Deep and Lovely Dark - Chapter 3 Rachel awoke in a dark room lit by candles on a four poster bed. Her head was banging, she took a moment to look around. Suddenly she recognised the room. It was the room where she had the most pleasurable and terrifying experience of her life